"Honey... I'm going to die..."
On the large bed, Xia Hongye lay there, exhausted and covered in fragrant sweat, while Lin Fan poured all his feverish essence into the depths of that abyss, then collapsed on top of her, panting heavily.
"You jerk... You always push me to the brink... If there were a ranking for this, you'd be at the Grandmaster Level!"
Feeling weak all over, Xia Hongye said with a touch of resentment.
"Will you miss me?"
Lin Fan turned over and held Xia Hongye's delicate body in his arms, their bodies still connected. She pressed her jade-like back tightly against his chest, curling up as if wanting to leave no space between them.
"I'm full for now, so I won't miss you."
Xia Hongye wasn't like other women, stubborn even as the heat had yet to fade.
